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100% of all proceeds from the sale of Killing Capitalists will go toward the American Civil Liberties Union. The ACLU will serve as one of the key players in Americans' legal defenses against the myriad Constitutional violations that Donald Trump has attempted or suggested he'll undertake in order to "make America great again." The greatness of any people is measured-- among other things-- by their ability to stand up for one another in the face of oppression, and Johnny Nuclear and the Meltdowns aim to be part of the solution to injustice rather than part of the problem.

All proceeds of the second track, Jackboot Judgment Day, will go directly to the Standing Rock Sioux, who continue to deal with the legal fallout from their battle against the Dakota Access Pipeline.

And to whatever degree one can protect themselves in Donald Trump's America with such a disclaimer, here goes: This music is a work of fanciful fiction, meant to give listeners (as it did those involved with its production) an outlet to momentarily wallow in and ultimately vent their frustrations and anger. In no way is this music meant to inspire or promote real violence against real people.

Finally, while there are presently only two tracks here, this will ultimately grow into a short EP of material of a distinctly fuck-the-system bent. Be on the lookout for more tracks in the near future, the proceeds of which will also go toward stopping the ethical and legal trespasses of bloated, mad demagoguery.

* All music actually written and performed by John Dillon
Milly Matrix voiced by Marjorie Boggs Vazquez
Cram Parker voiced by Michael Gonzales
Additional vocals on "Killing Capitalists" by Sam Blissett, Nathan Gilbert, and Matt Houghton

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They rape the Earth and fill our hearts with hate and fear.
They guide our dreams and buy our trust and take us from the fucking rear.

They starve and degrade us and watch our factions war.
They set us at each other and syphon off more and more.

Death to the demagogue!
We’ll see his temples burn!
We keep killing capitalists
‘cuz it’s our turn!

[ We will never let them get away
with selling us out. ]

They keep us connected every second of our lives.
Data, drugs, and deviance dull us and keep us in line.
We may not have their money, power, or influence,
but at least when tomorrow comes, the have-nots will still have our fucking heads.

Death to the demagogue!
We’ll see his temples burn!
We keep killing capitalists
‘cuz it’s our turn!

[ We will never let them get away
with selling us out,
and no amount of money in the world
could save them now. ]

Everything that we were sold
was a lie.
They line their pockets and lick their lips,
and watch us die.

Their number has come!
Time to pay up!

Everything we’ve ever done
has led to this.
We’ve only got a single shot,
and we can’t miss.

Death to the demagogue!
We’ll see his temples burn!
We keep killing capitalists
‘cuz it’s our turn!
Death to the demagogue!
We’ll see the fucker burn!
We keep killing capitalists
‘cuz it’s what they deserve!

They will never
stop us all!
We press on—
standing tall!
They will never
stop us all!
We will live
to see them fall!

Track Name: Jackboot Judgment Day

This little piggy went to reservation,
marching to the drums of his corporate lords.
This little piggy picked a sovereign nation,
but never thought the NAN would go to war.
This fuckin’ piggy don’t think twice—
he just does as he’s told.
Shitty little piggy jumps at every shadow
and fixes tags to colored toes.

This little piggy went to reservation
and fired at a crowd of innocents.
Piggy don’t deserve no hesitation—
no mercy—no defense.
‘Cuz this little piggy don’t give a shit
who he maims or kills!
Little fuckin’ piggy’s just following orders—
breakin’ bones to pay the bills!

Empire of abuse…
Vengeance overdue!

Jackboot Jimmy got armored up
and cracked skulls to get his way.
Jackboot Jimmy felt untouchable,
but guess what, motherfucker! It’s judgment day!
Jackboot Jimmy got his motor keyed
and went out to get his way.
Jackboot Jimmy felt unstoppable,
but here comes motherfuckin’ judgment day!

All the tanks and guns in the
whole goddamned world
won’t mean nothing—
won’t stay the rebirth.
All the years of torture
are finally at an end,
so dance with ghosts and
rise once again!

Jackboot Jimmy got armored up
and cracked skulls to get his way.
Jackboot Jimmy felt untouchable,
but guess what, motherfucker! It’s judgment day!
Jackboot Jimmy was all revved up
and stepped out to get his way.
Jackboot Jimmy felt invincible,
but surprise, motherfucker! It’s judgment day!

Track Name: Pandemonium in Seattle (Assembly Line Assault Mix)

They got us by the balls,
but they ain’t got a chance.
None of them would ever think
to spare us just a glance.
They sit alone and count the nuyen
culled from all their lies,
clueless to the total shitstorm
brewing right outside.

They buy and sell the world
and gift us with the scraps,
though, they reserve the rights to those
should the impulse lapse.
They live in perfect bubbles
built on animus and greed,
but we have come to show them all
that billionaires still bleed.

Billionaires still bleed.

It’s
pandemonium
in Seattle!
Lock and load!
Total
pandemonium
in Seattle!
Let’s rock and roll!

Ivory towers and guarded gates
won’t keep those fuckers safe.
They ain’t got a shot in hell
at keeping us at bay.
They pump us full of opiates
to keep us all in line.
They work hard to pull the wool
over our bloodshot eyes.
They built the system, rigged the game,
then changed the fucking rules,
and so we pound the streets just to unlearn
the shit they taught in school.
They own the state. They own the news.
They own the fucking sky.
They own goddamned everything,
but they don’t own our lives.

It’s
pandemonium
in Seattle!
Lock and load!
Total
pandemonium
in Seattle!
Let’s fucking rock and roll!

They topple governments
and burn all that they please,
but mark my words, the morning light
will greet them on their knees.
We’re coming back for what we’re owed,
and they won’t get a pass.
We will take our recompense
straight from their doughy ass.

It’s
pandemonium
in Seattle!
Lock and load!
Total
pandemonium
in Seattle!
Let’s rock and roll!

It’s
pandemonium
in Seattle!
Lock and load!
Total
pandemonium
in Seattle!
Take control!